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A tingle across the edge of his mind; Ben winces.
"I shouldn't have come; I'm jeopardizing the mission."
Poe drags him out of view, laughs, only a little worried.
"Relax, Lover Boy, my sources say Kira isn't even on planet tonight."
"I don't know who your sources are, but they're wrong."
A tingle across the edge of his mind; Ben winces.
"I shouldn't have come; I'm jeopardizing the mission."
Poe drags him out of view, laughs, only a little worried.
"Relax, Lover Boy, my sources say Kira isn't even on planet tonight."
"I don't know who your sources are, but they're wrong."
“Ben, I made this cake for your mother’s birthday party. So, no.”
“She won’t notice. If we rearrange it just right—”
“I said no.”
He sighed longingly at the tantalizing chocolate confection. He could’ve sworn it called his name.
“Fine…” #reylofic
“Ben, I made this cake for your mother’s birthday party. So, no.”
“She won’t notice. If we rearrange it just right—”
“I said no.”
He sighed longingly at the tantalizing chocolate confection. He could’ve sworn it called his name.
“Fine…” #reylofic
~’The Fallen,’ c. 1701, artist unknown~ the plaque reads; it’s a portrait of a dark-haired figure, compelling features angelic, smile soft.
“Beautiful,” she says, mostly to herself.
A sniff emits from the tall man who’d quietly arrived at her side.
“Really? I think I look a little peaked.”
~’The Fallen,’ c. 1701, artist unknown~ the plaque reads; it’s a portrait of a dark-haired figure, compelling features angelic, smile soft.
“Beautiful,” she says, mostly to herself.
A sniff emits from the tall man who’d quietly arrived at her side.
“Really? I think I look a little peaked.”
"Hi Rey," a low, instantly recognizable voice says from above her booth. "Nice ring."
"Hi Rey," a low, instantly recognizable voice says from above her booth. "Nice ring."
Ben’s producer flashes a red flag, so he’s a prepared picking up the call.
“Longtime listener, first time caller,” echoes across the airwaves in the worst approximation of an American accent ever.
“That you, Scavenger from Jakku?”
Silence on the line.
“So what’re we fighting about today?”
Ben’s producer flashes a red flag, so he’s a prepared picking up the call.
“Longtime listener, first time caller,” echoes across the airwaves in the worst approximation of an American accent ever.
“That you, Scavenger from Jakku?”
Silence on the line.
“So what’re we fighting about today?”
"The only way you're getting to Exegol is with ~me~."
A pause: Rey can't but stare, head tilting, eyebrow raising. Kylo at least looks embarrassed, a deep blush staining his cheekbones.
"I mean, if you want."
Smiling, she reaches for him.
"You could have just asked nice ~Supreme Leader~."
"The only way you're getting to Exegol is with ~me~."
A pause: Rey can't but stare, head tilting, eyebrow raising. Kylo at least looks embarrassed, a deep blush staining his cheekbones.
"I mean, if you want."
Smiling, she reaches for him.
"You could have just asked nice ~Supreme Leader~."
Her entire life, Rey has been blessed by that which is temporary.
Jakku: TEMPORARY
Missing her family: TEMPORARY
Starving: TEMPORARY
Loneliness: TEMPORARY
Only as Ben fades from her grasp while all the while she can feel his lips on hers does she wonder.
Maybe she’d been Cursed all along.
Her entire life, Rey has been blessed by that which is temporary.
Jakku: TEMPORARY
Missing her family: TEMPORARY
Starving: TEMPORARY
Loneliness: TEMPORARY
Only as Ben fades from her grasp while all the while she can feel his lips on hers does she wonder.
Maybe she’d been Cursed all along.
The first time Ben sees that tattoo on a women’s wrist—interlocking circles in contrasting black and white—he’s seven, visiting the Senate for the first time.
A stranger approached—one whose arrival made his father’s face go white as his eyes tightened.
The hours that followed were tense.
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The first time Ben sees that tattoo on a women’s wrist—interlocking circles in contrasting black and white—he’s seven, visiting the Senate for the first time.
A stranger approached—one whose arrival made his father’s face go white as his eyes tightened.
The hours that followed were tense.
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